Res's Taylor Swift Inspired Fics
Fics based or inspired by Ms. Swift's discography. All fics can be read without hearing the song and most don't have overt references to the songs. However, understanding of the song could add a layer of enjoyment to the fic (I hope anyway lol).
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"Relax baby, I'll never let anything happen to you." She smirks, confident in her ability to make the world do as she wishes. And right now, her world is Adora. "We have more money than we could ever want and a clean getaway plan. Tomorrow we will be sipping cocktails on the deck of our boat. Now we just need to enjoy tonight."
It’s not that simple, they still have to find a way to fence their biggest prize, the Heart of Etheria, and actually make it to the damn boat. But all of that can wait.
Catra leans down placing open mouth kisses down Adora’s neck, gripping both sides of her button-down tightly. She runs one hand lightly over Adora's bound chest, a barely there touch that doesn't remind Adora of what's underneath.
"I'm always going to take care of you. And right now, I'm going to make you feel good." She leans back and lets Catra have her way with her, eyes fluttering shut as she savors every touch, both rough and soft.
The next morning, she wakes up alone—no loot, no wallet, and no Catra.
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Catra abandons Adora without a trace. What happens when she comes back?
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Catra's eyes glitter as they regard her. "Cool shit." She murmurs approvingly. Her hand trails up to the fleshiest part, touching it gently. "That's your love line."
Adora's mouth is dry and she's really worried her palms are sweating. "Love line?"
Catra nods her head. "Mhm. It's supposed to predict your romances and other significant relationships." She says it like she's reciting it out of a book, her hand trailing up and down the line. "This one is also deep. Long though. Means you're going to have tons of lovers."
Adora feels her cheeks heat up. "Catra!" She moves to snatch her hand back but Catra holds on tighter.
"I'm kidding! Relax." She says with a laugh. "It means you're going to meet your one true love and settle down for ages with them." She rolls her eyes. "Nice and boring."
"That doesn't sound so bad." She blurts out before she can think it through.
Catra's gaze turns interested. "Yeah?"
Adora nods faintly but she doesn't know what to do. Romance isn't something they talk about. "I mean, with the right person." She whispers faintly.
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Adora hates that Catra has a boyfriend. Loosely inspired by the song "When Emma Falls in Love"
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“This is Adora, my best friend. Adora, this is Catra. She does restaurant reviews for the Bright Moon Chronicles.”
“Adora.” The name slips easily out from her lips. The woman looks absolutely gorgeous, tall and muscular in a red dress that clings to her. Her eyes are sky blue, and her blonde hair is pinned back into a braid. A hair shifts out of the hairstyle when she reaches her hand out to Catra.
“Nice to meet you.” Her voice is less deep than Catra expects, but no less captivating. Her hands are big and stupidly strong feeling under Catra’s palm. She kind of forgets to let go until Adora pulls back.
“Well, we have reservations to keep.”
“Have a nice meal. Lovely to see you.” She looks up at the tall blonde. “And to meet you.”
She feels like she’s swallowed by Adora’s gaze, her eyes roving over Catra. “Same.”
They part ways and Catra puts the chance encounter out of her mind as she gets the car. She thinks about looking back to see if the red looks just as good from behind as it did from the front, but she’s never been good at only looking at things she shouldn’t have.
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Loosely inspired by the song Glitch. Food Critic Catra/Carpenter Adora.
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"Catra I can hear you crying." She says bluntly. She knocks more insistently, more out of desperation than any sense that it would do much. Catra knows she's here. It's just a question of whether she'll reject Adora again.
"No, you can't." Catra sounds almost petulant as she covers up a sniffle and it makes a short bark of laughter escape Adora's lungs. Catra’s voice sounds closer that time.
She tamps down the hope that Catra will open the door if only so she isn’t let down again. "Whatever you say Cat." There's a moment of silence and Adora sighs. She's not even sure what she did to upset Catra, but she just wants to fix it. She can't bear for there to be this hurt between them.
She turns around, leaning against Catra's door. "Can I ask you a question?" Her voice wobbles as she gets the words out. She's not even sure if Catra is still there listening as she sinks onto the ground, leaning her head against the door.
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A public kiss shatters the balance in Catra and Adora's friendship. Will they be able to talk it out? Inspired by Question...? by Taylor Swift
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"We won the game." She points out unnecessarily, beaming at Catra with unmistakable adrenaline still rushing through her.
"Yeah, I saw." Catra smirks as she eyes the blond up and down. Adora looks beautiful, her hair down for once, golden tresses that fall longer than Catra expects.
"You came to the game too?" Adora looks happy about it, a small smile playing on her lips. "I was hoping you would."
"Adora, the whole town came to the game."
She leans in close, almost whispering in Catra’s ear, a sharp contrast to their loud surrounding. "Well, the whole town's not you." She can feel her body react to how close Adora feels. It's like they're back in her hallway after they went out for dinner last semester, her mind begging for Adora to make a move.
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Catra has a crush on BMU's star basketball player. Too bad every other girl in school does too. Loosely inspired by Taylor Swift's song "Gold Rush"